Anger is a mighty force.
The inner sail vast and pale..and steeped in anger’s delight,
No plain sailing….. inside my male torso ..here to-night!….
Catch a breath and ride its contracting muscular waves,
Unsure the direction its firey sudden force …… will take!….
Inflate your lungs and release the beast,
Of life force and vitriole……focus its intent…
And placate the caged lion as it roars “hell’s spent!”
Tearing at the steel and scraping nail into flesh
I am no King here..roaring.“end my fury”..
at his grave behest!
In the red smoldering embers, I glow well indeed,
Heavy in the belly and with the raging heat…
A thousand furnaces within…
Come close if you dare but dare not turn your head ;
my qualities will melt upon you …with my disdain…
My radiance will not comfort you
Just will only spark off fury….to all….
whom i deplore!
when the anger, does turn to sadness..
and into thus
a blue and white translucent current..
Let the cooling flow of a stream at source
Bathing you like.. shallow reflecting waters do…
And calm restores love’s pained ..sheer fright!
Into a welcoming sea of tranquil and inner whirlpools
And vortices of comfort and later delight.
with the forces of the pain body lying in ceremonial state;
back…in dormancy and contained;
Remember there is never a time
That your love should grimace and fear…..
Still now with our lives….our love newly restored
In death’s despite!.live forward ..Oh Majestic one… day and night!